Rebirth of Brotherly Love

That night, An Luo slept soundly because of the sleeping pills, and had no dreams until 07:30 the next morning because of the biological clock.

When he woke up, An Luo found an unfamiliar arm around his waist, and another arm domineeringly across his chest...

An Luo is used to wrapping himself in a quilt when he sleeps. During this time, he and Anze shared the same bed. Anze always found a blanket to cover him, but last night, he obviously didn't have another blanket, maybe it was too cold in the middle of the night without a quilt Because of this, he actually stretched out his arms and hugged his brother together with the quilt like a pillow.

Being hugged tightly from behind like a koala, An Luo couldn't help but stiffen all over.

Pulling away his younger brother's arm lying across his chest, An Luo sat up from the bed, turned his head, saw that An Ze seemed to be sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, An Luo didn't bother to argue with him, and threw the quilt back with a frown. He leaned on the side of the bed, moved onto the wheelchair with difficulty, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Seeing his own face in the mirror, his lips seemed to be a little strangely red and swollen... Maybe it was because he had been eating all kinds of hot food boiled by Anze recently and got angry?During this time, An Ze supplemented him with nutrition every day according to the doctor's orders, and An Luo's complexion became better and better.

An Luo touched his swollen lips, picked up a handful of cold water and slapped it on his face.

When he returned to the bedroom, Anze had already woken up. He seemed to be in good spirits, and he was making the quilt in the bedroom swiftly.It may be a good habit developed when he was studying in the military school. Every day when he got up, he would fold the quilt squarely like bricks and place it on the head of the bed, and then put the pillow on it.Unlike An Luo, who straightened the quilt up.

An Ze turned around after folding the quilt, An Luo met his gaze, recalled the scene of being hugged by him just now, felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but look away.On the other hand, An Ze didn't seem to notice this, walked up to An Luo, bent down to look at him, and asked in a low voice, "Brother got up so early, did you sleep well last night?"

An Luo nodded: "Yes."

Anze looked at his red lips and smiled slightly.

An Luo felt that his younger brother was smiling for no reason, looked at him suspiciously and asked, "When did you come back last night?"

Anze said, "About twelve o'clock."

An Luo asked again: "Are you going to perform the mission? Is it going well?"

Anze said: "It went well."

An Luo nodded, "Oh."

Although I wanted to ask him about the specific mission process, An Luo didn't really care about others, and he seemed to be very verbose when he asked too many questions, so he used the word "oh" as the concluding remark.

An Ze said: "My brother is not curious what task I will perform?"

An Luo said, "If it's a military secret, you don't need to tell me."

Anze said: "This time it's not a secret. If brother wants to know, I can tell you."

An Luo looked up at him, "Then tell me."

He was obviously extremely curious, but pretended to be uninterested and indifferent. An Ze especially liked his brother's duplicity, so he couldn't help smiling, and explained: "Last night, the police asked us to help track and intercept a plane in the air. Drug-smuggling plane."

Drug smuggling?

An Luo frowned slightly. He was no stranger to this word, because in his previous life, An's family had this kind of business in the underworld. Later, his father passed away, his brother retired, and An Luo gradually left the underworld. Vancouver does serious business.Unexpectedly, after so many years, those drug dealers still cause headaches for the police, and now they actually use private jets to transport drugs, which is really getting more and more arrogant.

Anze continued: "Later, the special case team rushed to the scene and seized nearly half a ton of drugs. The drug dealer who came back from abroad has already been imprisoned. However, the domestic drug trafficking group he contacted has no clue yet. Continue to investigate."

Hearing An Ze's obvious disgust when he mentioned drugs, An Luo suddenly felt a little complicated.

If he knew that the elder brother in front of him was also a gangster before, would he feel disgusted?

However, as long as I don't tell it, these family members after rebirth will never know this secret.Maybe it's a bit selfish to do so, but compared to letting them accept that An Luo is the heir of the underworld family reborn into this body, maybe it's better for both of them to let them believe that An Luo just lost his memory?

An Luo quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, turned around and said, "I'm hungry, let's go have breakfast."

Anze said, "I'll make you two poached eggs."

An Luo wanted to stop him, "Don't bother, there is bread in the refrigerator..."

Anze smiled slightly, "No trouble, as long as you like to eat."

He quickly disappeared before his eyes. Looking at An Ze's busy figure in the kitchen, An Luo suddenly felt an indescribable warmth in his heart.This younger brother is really good to him, taking care of him during this time is more responsible than a servant hired at a high price.

***

On Monday afternoon, An Luo was sent to the Military Region Hospital again by Anze. It was the season of blooming flowers in June. There were many flowers planted along the roadside of Xilin Military Region. Flowers of various colors competed to bloom, and there was no cloud in the sky. The sky in the sky is as blue and clear as washed brocade, and the breeze carries a faint fragrance of flowers.

Anze breathed in the fresh air, and his mood suddenly brightened.

After removing the plaster cast today, I will go to the hospital for rehabilitation regularly in the next few days, and I will be one step closer to the goal of being able to stand up and walk.

An Luo is not in a hurry, he will take it step by step, take care of his body first, and then deal with those black hands who want to harm him.

He has always been calm, and he will never sit still.

When he arrived at the orthopedic ward, Dr. Song was already waiting there, and when he saw An Luo, he showed a hearty smile, "An Luo, your complexion looks much better."

An Luo nodded at him, "Can the cast be removed now?"

Dr. Song said, "Okay, I'll take you to the treatment room."

Taking An Luo to the treatment room, he carefully removed the plaster. After the thick plaster was removed, An Luo felt relieved like a heavy burden.The calf that had been wrapped in plaster for a long time looked sickly pale, the skin even had ugly wrinkles, and the smell was quite unpleasant... However, An Luo was not worried, he believed that he would get better.

After being brought back by Anze at night, An Luo cleaned himself carefully in the bathroom, and gently wiped his calf with a warm towel. Although he didn't feel anything, it was much better than being wrapped in plaster before. Things have been going on. Developing in a good direction, An Luo is not discouraged.

Even in the toughest of times, he never let disappointment get him down.

When he came out of the shower, Anze was sorting things in the bedroom, with all kinds of clothes stuffed into a suitcase full.Tomorrow, he will be formally hospitalized in the military hospital. To An Luo, it is just a place to sleep, but Anze's expression is not so relaxed.

Sensing his brother approaching, Anze turned his head and said in a low voice: "Brother, after arriving at the hospital, Dr. Song will take good care of you. The nurse sent to your ward is called Song Yuan. She is a very careful girl. Except the two of them Besides people, if there are other people approaching, brother must be more careful."

His gaze was serious, and An Luo also realized the seriousness of the situation, nodded cautiously and said, "I know."

An Ze walked to the wheelchair and stood still, bent down, and gently held An Luo's hand, "Although the military hospital is very safe, it is a public place after all, so it is impossible to guard against it. Brother, don't be careless."

An Luo nodded, "Don't worry, I will handle it carefully."

Anze was silent for a moment, "Brother will live in the hospital with peace of mind starting tomorrow for treatment. The latest treatment method developed by Dr. Song is very effective. I will see you every day."

An Luo said, "Okay."

***

That night, An Luo lay in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. Although he had been sharing the same bed with An Ze for a week, An Luo still couldn't get used to falling asleep with someone beside him.Every night, Anze would quickly fall asleep, but An Luo's body was stiff, and it took a long time to adjust before he gradually fell asleep.

Even though the bed is very wide and there is half an arm's distance between them, the shallow breathing of the people around them is very clear in the silent night. The warm smell belonging to Anze fills the nostrils. As well as the scorching temperature when the body touched, An Luo felt very uncomfortable.

In the early hours of the morning, An Luo finally fell asleep, but a terrifying scene reappeared in his dream——

In a car accident, the car rolled down the highway. He heard little An Luo calling his mother hoarsely, but there was a blinding fire in front of him... Then there was another car accident. He dreamed that he and An Yang were driving out together, on the highway On the road, he was knocked down the hillside, and An Yang, whose face was covered in blood, held his hand tightly and said, "Xiao Luo, it's good that you're fine...

Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo...

Who is calling him?Is it the mother with the gentle smile?Or the elder brother An Yang from the previous life?

There seemed to be a heavy stone on his chest, and An Luo couldn't even breathe. He pressed his hands on the position of his heart, and An Luo opened his mouth desperately like a drowning person...

A deep voice suddenly sounded beside my ears, calling softly: "Brother...Brother, wake up..."

An Luo struggled to wake up from the nightmare, and found that the bedside lamp was on, and under the warm yellow light, it was his younger brother Anze's eyes full of concern that was close at hand.

"Did brother have nightmares again?" An Ze took a towel and gently wiped off the cold sweat on An Luo's head.

An Luo clenched his fists to calm his heartbeat, exhaled a long breath, and said, "Well, I dreamed some strange pictures."

Anze asked, "What picture?"

An Luo frowned, but didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer and didn't ask, Anze comforted him softly: "Dreams are often unexplainable, so don't worry too much about it, brother." Then he got up, poured a glass of warm water, and handed a sleeping pill to him. He said, "It's only three o'clock, brother, let's sleep well after taking the medicine."

An Luo nodded, took the pill and drank it with warm water.

After turning off the lights and going to sleep again, An Luo felt a little uneasy. The strange scene he didn't tell An Ze just now was...the two car accidents in the dream happened in exactly the same way.It was also on the highway, and it was also hit by a car and rolled down the hillside, and then it was blown into ashes.

However, when An Yang rushed over to protect him, he also forcefully dragged An Yang out of the car. Although the car exploded behind him, the two brothers were able to escape smoothly.In another car accident, little An Luo's mother, and little An Mo's parents were blown to ashes before they could escape.

These two crashes...besides a very similar pattern of occurrence, could there be some other connection?

An Luo frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that when I was reborn in Xilin City more than 20 years later, not only time and space have undergone tremendous changes, but also there is no relationship between those people back then and Anjia today. There is no objective connection between the two car accidents. .

However, in the dream, I frequently dreamed of two car accidents, and the images of the car exploding even overlapped... just because the two car accidents were too similar?Or... are those fragmentary memories vaguely hinting at something?

correct--

A key doubt suddenly flashed in An Luo's mind!

Back then, the car accident between him and An Yang was murdered. Does this mean that the death of little An Luo's mother when he was seven years old was also due to someone's murder?Otherwise, how could a good car suddenly slide down a hill and explode?What is the connection between the mother's death and An Luo's disappearance this time?

Some messy thoughts flashed in my mind, as if there was an answer ready to come out, but due to the effect of sleeping pills, my thoughts slowly stopped. An Luo finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep again .

***

The next day, An Luo slept until two o'clock in the afternoon before waking up.

The messy thoughts running through his mind last night made him very uneasy for some reason. He always felt that some things seemed to be completely connected by a thread. As long as he found that clue, he could explain many doubts. Think about it Go, still can't figure out the connection between An Luo's mother's death and An Luo's kidnapping.

This An Luo is completely different from the An Luo 27 years ago. He shouldn't have such a strong feeling about this An Luo.But the strange thing is that since he was reborn, he always had strange dreams, and in his dreams he often saw scenes of little An Luo playing happily with his mother...

Such a real scene, the friendly smile of the strange woman, the warm palm when stroking his hair, the gentle voice when calling "Xiao Luo"... made him even mistakenly think that the child in the dream was himself.

An Luo couldn't figure out how to explain such a strange phenomenon.

After freshening up in the bathroom and calming himself down, An Luo came out of the bedroom and found An Ze sitting in the living room reading a newspaper, and lunch was prepared on the table.An Luo couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Aren't you going to work today?"

An Ze said, "Well, today is a holiday." Then he put down the newspaper, walked over and pushed An Luo's wheelchair to the restaurant, "Brother, come to eat, and I'll take you to the hospital after eating."

An Luo nodded and had lunch with him.

For more than a week, Anze would cook in person whenever he was free. An Luo's appetite has been spoiled by him. He is used to drinking his soup. An Luo, who was originally not demanding on food, seems to have become I got a greedy cat.